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SONGS AND VERSES 



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BABY 



Selected by* 

Lillie A. Marsh 



Newark, New Jersey 
19 14 






Copyright, 1913 

by- 
Lillie A. Marsh 



The Daily Chronicle Press 
Orange, New Jersey- 

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Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World, 

With the wonderful water round you curled, 

And the wonderful grass upon your breast, 

World, you are beautifully drest! 

W. B. Rands. 



Foreword 




HE primary object of this collection 

was to gather together musical 

rhymes about things that are daily 

coming to the knowledge of the child 

— the rain and snow, the sun and moon, birds 

and flowers. 

Some poems are only given in part. The 

aim has been to choose simple verses that will 

convey a thought within the comprehension of 

the child. 

The value of musical expression cannot be 

overestimated in the child's early training. 

His ear catches the rhythm, and as his mind 

developes, the result is shown in a finer 

use of words, and a happier expression for his 

thoughts. 

The collection has proved entertaining to 

the small children among my friends. That a 

wider circle may find pleasure in repeating 

these verses to their little ones, is my sincere 

wish in offering this little volume. 

L. A. M. 
Belleville, New Jersey, 

Nineteen Hundred 

and Thirteen. 

Seven 



NOTE 

Thanks are due to the publishers for per- 
mission to use these poems: 

To HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN COMPANY for "Little 
Gustava" (extract), by Celia Thaxter; "Play With 
Me," by Edith M. Thomas. 

To THE MACMILLAN COMPANY for the verses from 
"Sing-Song," by Christina G. Rossetti. 

To CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS for the verses from 
"A Child's Garden of Verses," by R. L. Stevenson; 
"The Rock-a-by Lady" (in part), from "Love Songs 
in Childhood," by Eugene Field; "Night and Day," 
from "Rhymes and Jingles," by Mary M. Dodge. 

To THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY for "A Sea- 
Song from the Shore" (in part), by J. W. Riley. 



Eight 



Nature 



Nine 



Nature 



TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR 



Twinkle, twinkle, little star, 
How I wonder what you are, 
Up above the world so high, 
Like a diamond in the sky. 

When the glorious sun is set, 
When the grass with dew is wet, 
Then you show your little light, 
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. 

In the dark blue sky you keep, 
And often through my curtains peep. 
For you never shut your eye, 
Till the sun is in the sky. 

As your bright and tiny spark 
Lights the traveler in the dark, 
Still I know not what you are, 
Twinkle, twinkle, little star. 

Jane Taylor. 



Eleven 



Nature 



O, LOOK AT THE MOON 



O, look at the moon, 

She is shining up there; 
O, mother she looks, 

Like a lamp in the air. 
Last week she was smaller, 

And shaped like a bow, 
But now she's grown bigger, 

And round like an "O." 

Eliza L. Follen. 



Twelve 



Nature 



UP AND DOWN 



The sun is gone down 

And the moon's in the sky; 

But the sun will come up, 
And the moon be laid by. 

Sure is the summer, 

Sure is the sun; 
The night and the winter 

Away they run. 

George Macdonald. 



Thirteen 



Nature 



LADY MOON 



'Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?" 

"Over the sea." 
'Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?" 

"All that love me." 

Lord Houghton. 



RAIN 



The rain is raining all around 

It falls on field and tree, 
It rains on the umbrellas here, 

And on the ships at sea. 

R. L. Stevenson. 



Fourteen 



Nature 



LITTLE RAINDROPS 



Oh! where do you come from, 

You little drops of rain, 
Pitter patter, pitter patter, 

Down the window-pane? 

They won't let me walk, 
And they won't let me play, 

And they won't let me go 
Out of doors at all today. 

Tell me, little raindrops, 

Is that the way you play, 
Pitter patter, pitter patter, 

All the rainy day? 

The little raindrops cannot speak, 

But "pitter patter pat," 
Means, "We can play on this side : 

Why can't you play on that." 

Ann Hawkshaw. 



Fifteen 



Nature 



FALLING SNOW 



See the pretty snowflakes 

Falling from the sky; 
On the wall and housetops 

Soft and thick they lie. 

Look into the garden, 

Where the grass was green; 

Covered by the snowflakes, 
Not a blade is seen. 

Now the bare black bushes 

All look soft and white, 
Every twig is laden, — 

What a pretty sight! 

Anon. 



Sixteen 



Nature 



WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND 



Who has seen the wind? 

Neither I nor you : 
But when the leaves hang trembling, 

The wind is passing thro'. 

Who has seen the wind? 

Neither you nor I : 
But when the trees bow down their heads 

The wind is passing by. 

Christina G. Rossetti. 



Seventeen 



Nature 



THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW 



The north wind doth blow, 
And we shall have snow, 
And what will poor robin do then? 
Poor thing ! 

He'll sit in the barn, 
And keep himself warm, 
And hide his head under his wing. 
Poor thing! 

The north wind doth blow, 
And we shall have snow, 
And what will the children do then, 
Poor things? 

When lessons are done, 

They will jump, skip and run, 

And play till they make themselves warm, 

Poor things. 

Anon. 



Eighteen 



Nature 



A SEA-SONG FROM THE SHORE 



Hail! Ho! 

Sail! Ho! 
Ahoy! Ahoy! Ahoy! 

Who calls to me, 

So far at sea? 
Only a little boy 

Sail Ho! 

Hail! Ho! 
The sailor he sails the sea; 

I wish he would capture 

A little sea-horse 
And send him home to me. 

J. W. Riley. 



Nineteen 



Nature 



THE RAINBOW 



Boats sail on the rivers, 

And ships sail on the seas; 
But clouds that sail across the sky 

Are prettier far than these. 

There are bridges on the rivers, 

As pretty as you please, 
But the bow that bridges heaven, 

And overtops the trees, 
And builds a road from earth to sky, 

Is prettier far than these. 

Christina G. Rossetti. 



Twenty 



Birds, Flowers, 
Animals 



Twenty-one 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY 



What does little birdie say, 

In her nest at peep of day? 
"Let me fly," says little birdie, 

"Mother, let me fly away." 

"Birdie, rest a little longer, 
Till the little wings are stronger." 
So she rests a little longer, 
Then she flies away. 

What does little baby say, 

In her bed at peep of day? 
Baby says like little birdie, 

"Let me rise and fly away." 

"Baby, sleep a little longer, 
Till the little limbs are stronger." 
If she sleeps a little longer, 
Baby, too, shall fly away. 

Alfred, Lord Tennyson. 



Twenty-three 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



IF EVER I SEE 



If ever I see, 

On bush or tree, 
Young birds in their pretty nest, 

I must not in play 

Steal the birds away, 
To grieve their mother's breast. 

My mother I know, 

Would sorrow so, 
Should I be stolen away; 

So I'll speak to the birds 

In my softest words, 
Nor hurt them in my play. 

Lydia M. Child. 



Twenty-four 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



BABY BYE 



Baby bye, 

Here's a fly; 
Let us watch him, you and I. 

How he crawls 

Up the walls, 

Yet he never falls ! 
I believe with six such legs 
You and I could walk on eggs. 

There he goes 

On his toes, 

Tickling baby's nose. 

He can eat — 

Bread and meat; 
There's his mouth between his feet. 

On his back 

Is a pack 

Like a pedlar's sack. 
Does the baby understand? 
Then the fly shall kiss her hand; 

Put a crumb 

On her thumb, 

Maybe he will come. 

Twenty-five 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



Flies can see 

More than we 
So how bright their eyes must be ! 

Little fly, 

Ope your eye 

Spiders are near by, 
For a secret I can tell, — 
Spiders never use flies well : 

Then away! 

Do not stay, 

Little fly, good day! 

Theodore Tilton. 



Twenty-six 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY 



Daffy- down- dilly 

Came up in the cold, 

Through the brown mold, 
Although the March breezes 

Blew keen on her face, 
Although the white snow 

Lay on many a place. 

"I can't do much yet, 

But I'll do what I can: 

It's well I began ! 
For, unless I can manage 

To lift up my head, 
The people will think 

That the Spring herself's dead." 

Anna B. Warner. 



Twenty-seven 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



LITTLE WHITE LILY 



Little white lily 

Sat by a stone, 
Drooping and waiting 

Till the sun shone. 
Little white lily 

Sunshine has fed; 
Little white lily 

Is lifting her head. 

Little white lily 

Smells very sweet : 
On her head sunshine, 

Rain at her feet. 
"Thanks to the sunshine, 

Thanks to the rain! 
Little white lily 

Is happy again!" 

George MacdonalcL 



Twenty-eight 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



I LOVE LITTLE PUSSY 



I love little pussy 

Her coat is so warm, 
And if I don't hurt her, 

She'll do me no harm. 

So I'll not pull her tail, 

Or drive her away, 
But pussy and I 

Very gentle will play. 

She will sit by my side, 
And I'll give her some food, 

And she'll like me because 
I am gentle and good. 

Jane Taylor. 



Twenty-nine 



Birds, Flowers, Animals 



THANK YOU, PRETTY COW 



Thank you, pretty cow, that made 
Pleasant milk to soak my bread, 
Every day and every night 
Warm and fresh, and sweet, and white. 

Do not chew the hemlock rank, 
Growing on the weedy bank; 
But the yellow cowslip eat, 
That will make it very sweet. 

Where the purple violet grows, 
Where the bubbling water flows, 
Where the grass is fresh and fine, 
Pretty cow, go there and dine. 

Jane Taylor. 



Thirty 



Rhymes and Jingles 
Story" Poems 



Thirty -one 



Rhymes and Jingles 



THE MUFFIN-MAN'S BELL 



"Tinkle! tinkle! tinkle," 'tis the Muffin-man you 
see. 
"Tinkle ! Tinkle !" says the muffin-man's bell; 
"Any crumpets, any muffins, any cakes for your 
tea? 
There are plenty here to sell." 

Ann Hawkshaw. 



Eight o'clock, 

The postman's knock, 

Five letters for Papa; 

One for Lou, 

And none for you, 
And three for dear Mamma. 

Christina G. Rossetti. 



Thirty-three 



Rhymes and Jingles 



For I am king of the mines, 

I live on ashes and soot, 
And when I want a nice morsel to eat, 

I chew up a baby's foot. 

John DeGraw. 



Help the weak if you are strong, 
Love the old if you are young, 

Own a fault if you are wrong, 

If you are angry, hold your tongue. 



Thirty-four 



Rhymes and Jingles 



A SURREY APPLE SONG 



Here stands a good apple tree, 
Stand fast at root, 
Bear well at top, 
Every little twig 
Bear an apple big. 

Every little bough 
Bear an apple now, 
Hats full! caps full! 
Three-score sacks full! 
Hallo, boys ! Hallo. 



Thirty-five 



Anon. 



Rhymes and Jingles 



MOTHER, SHAKE THE CHERRY TREE 



Mother, shake the cherry tree, 

Susan, catch a cherry, 
Oh, how funny that will be, 

Let's be merry! 

One for brother, one for sister, 

Two for mother more, 
Six for father; hot and tired, 

Knocking at the door. 

Christina G. Rossetti. 



Thirty -six 



Rhymes and Jingles 



LITTLE DOG RAGS 



But who is this through the doorway comes? 
Little Scotch terrier, little dog Rags, 
Looks in her face, and his funny tail wags : 
"Ha! ha!" laughs little Gustava. 

You want some breakfast too? and down 
She sets her bowl on brick floor brown; 
And little dog Rags drinks up her milk, 
While she strokes his shaggy locks like silk, 
"Dear Rags!" says little Gustava. 

Gelia Thaxter. 
From "Little Gustava." 



Thirty-seven 



Rhymes and Jingles 



KITTY IN THE BASKET 



"Where is my little basket gone?" 
Said Charlie boy one day. 

"I guess some little girl or boy 
Has taken it away. 

"And kitty, too, I can't find her, 
Oh, dear, what shall I do? 

I wish I could my basket find, 
And little kitty, too. 

"I'll go to mother's room and look; 

Perhaps she may be there, 
For kitty loves to take a nap 

In mother's easy chair. 

"0 mother! mother! come and look! 

See what a little heap ! 
My kitty's in the basket here, 

All cuddled down to sleep." 



Thirty-eight 



Rhymes and Jingles 



He took the basket carefully, 
And brought it in a minute, 

And showed it to his mother dear, 
With little kitty in it. 

Eliza L. Follen. 



Thirty-nine 



Rhymes and Jingles 



LONG TIME AGO 



Once there was a little kitty, 

White as the snow; 
In the barn she used to play, 

Long time ago. 

In the barn a little mousie 

Ran to and fro; 
For she heard the little kitty, 

Long time ago. 

Four soft paws had little kitty, 

Paws soft as dough, 
And they caught the little mousie, 

Long time ago. 

Anon. 



Forty 



Rhymes and Jingles 



MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB 



Mary had a little lamb, 

It's fleece was white as snow, 

And every where that Mary went, 
The lamb was sure to go. 

He followed her to school one day, 

That was against the rule; 
It made the children laugh and play 

To see a lamb at school. 

And so the Teacher turned him out, 

But still he lingered near, 
And waited patiently about, 

Till Mary did appear. 

"What makes the lamb love Mary so?" 

The eager children cry — 
"0, Mary loves the lamb, you know," 

The Teacher did reply. 

Sarah J. Hale. 



Forty-one 



Rhymes and Jingles 



FIVE LITTLE BROTHERS 



Five little brothers set out together 

To journey the live long day, 
In a curious carriage all made of leather 

They hurried away, away! 
One big brother, and three quite small, 
And one wee fellow, no size at all. 

The carriage was dark and none too roomy, 

And they could not move about; 
The five little brothers grew very gloomy, 

And the wee one began to pout, 
Till the biggest one whispered, "What do you say? 
Let's leave the carriage and run away!" 

So out they scampered, the five together, 

And off and away they sped! 
When somebody found that carriage of leather, 

Oh, my ! how she shook her head, 
'Twas her little boy's shoe, as every one knows, 
And the five little brothers were five little toes. 

Anon. 



Forty-two 



Sleep 

And Other 
Verses 



Forty-three 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



SLEEP, BABY, SLEEP 



Sleep, baby, sleep! 

Thy father watches his sheep; 
Thy mother is shaking the dreamland tree, 
And down comes a little dream on thee. 

Sleep, baby, sleep! 

Sleep, baby, sleep! 

The large stars are the sheep, 
The little stars are the lambs, I guess, 
And the gentle moon is the shepherdess. 

Sleep, baby, sleep! 

From the German. 



Forty-five 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



SWEET AND LOW 



Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, 

Father will come to thee soon, 
Rest, rest, on mother's breast, 

Father will come to thee soon; 
Father will come to his babe in the nest, 
Silver sails all out of the west 
Under the silver moon; 
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. 

Alfred, Lord Tennyson. 



Forty-six 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



THE ROCK-A-BY LADY 



The Rock-a-by Lady from Hushaby street 

Comes stealing, comes creeping; 
The poppies they hang from her head to her feet, 
And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet, 
She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet, 

Where she findeth you sleeping! 

Would you dream all these dreams that tiny and 

They'll come to you sleeping; [fleet? 

So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet, 
For the Rock-a-by Lady from Hushaby street, 
With poppies that hang from her head to her 
Comes stealing; comes creeping. [feet, 

Eugene Field. 



Forty-seven 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



A CHARM TO GALL SLEEP 



Sleep, sleep, come to me, sleep, 

Gome to my blankets, and come to my bed, 
Gome to my legs, and my arms, and my head, 

Over me, under me, into me creep. 

Sleep, sleep, come to me, sleep: 

Softly I call you; as soft and as slow; 
Gome to me, cuddle me, stay with me so, 

Stay till the dawn is beginning to peep. 

Henry Johnstone. 



Forty-eight 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



A SLEEPING CHILD 



Lips, lips, open ! 

Up comes a little bird that lives inside, 

Up comes a little bird and peeps, and out he flies. 

Sleep, sle^p little boy, little bird must go, 
Round about the world, while nobody can know. 

All the day he sits inside, and sometimes he sings, 
Up he comes, and out he goes at night to spread 

[his wings. 

Little bird, little bird, whither will you go ? 
Round about the world while nobody can know. 

Back comes the little bird and looks, and in he 

[flies, 
Up wakes the little boy, and opens both his eyes. 

Sleep, sleep, little boy, little bird's away, 
Little bird will come again by the peep of day. 

A. H. Clough. 



Forty-nine 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



WEE WILLIE WINKIE 



Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town, 
Up stairs and down stairs in his night gown, 
Rattling at the windows, crying through the lock, 
"Are the children in their beds? for it's now 
eight o'clock." 

William Miller. 



GOOD NIGHT 



What do I see in baby's eyes? 

Shut tight! Shut tight! 
The blue is gone, the light is hid — 
I'll lay a soft kiss on each lid. 
Good night! Good night! 

From the St. Nicholas. 



Fifty 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



TIME TO RISE 



A birdie with a yellow bill 
Hopped upon the window-sill; 
Cocked his shining eye and said: 
"Ain't you 'shamed you sleepy-head?" 

R. L. Stevenson. 



HAPPY THOUGHT 



The world is so full of a number of things, 
I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings. 

R. L. Stevenson. 



Fifty-one 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



How many days has my baby to play? 

Saturday, Sunday, Monday, 
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, 

Saturday, Sunday, Monday. 



Who ran to help me when I fell, 
And would some pretty story tell, 
And kiss the place to make it well? 
My Mother. 



Fifty-two 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



MAMMA'S KISSES 



A kiss when I wake in the morning, 

A kiss when I go to bed, 
A kiss when I burn my fingers, 

A kiss when I bump my head. 

A kiss when I give her trouble, 
A kiss when I give her joy; 

There's nothing like mamma's kisses 
To her own little baby-boy. 

Anon. 



Fifty-three 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



"PLAY WITH ME!" 



The kitten came this morning, and said, 

With a touch of her paw, and a turn of her head, 

"Play, play with me!" 

# 
And Skye, the terrier, caught my hand, 

And tried to make me understand, — 

"Play, play with me!" 

And Nelly nipped my shoulder quite hard, 
And then she went prancing about the yard — 
"Play, play with me!" 

I played with them all ! Now, wouldn't you play 
If a little child, like me, should say, 
"Play, play with me!" 

Edith M. Thomas. 



Fifty-four 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



SINGING 



Of speckled eggs the birdie sings 
And nests among the trees; 

The sailor sings of ropes and things 
In ships upon the seas. 

The children sing in far Japan, 
The children sing in Spain; 

The organ with the organ man, 
Is singing in the rain. 

R. L. Stevenson. 



Fifty-five 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



MY SHADOW 



I have a little shadow that goes in and out 

with me, 
And what can be the use of him is more 

than I can see; 
He is very, very like me from the heel up to 

the head, 
And I see him jump before me when I jump 

into my bed. 

The funniest thing about him is the way he 

likes to grow — 
Not at all like proper children, which is 

always very slow. 
For he sometimes shoots up taller, like an 

india-rubber ball, 
And he sometimes gets so little that there 

is none of him at all. 



Fifty-six 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



He hasn't got a notion of how children 

ought to play, 
And can only make a fool of me in every 

sort of way; 
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward 

you can see, 
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that 

shadow sticks to me! 

R. L. Stevenson. 



Fifty-seven 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



May every morning seem to say: 
"There's something happy on the way, 
And God sends love to you." 

Henry van Dyke. 



Little children you must seek 
Rather to be good than wise; 
For the thoughts you do not speak 
Shine out in your cheeks and eyes. 

Alice Cary. 



Fifty-eight 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



THE GOLDEN RULE IN VERSE 



Be you to others kind and true 
As you'd have others be to you; 
And neither do nor say to men 
What e'er you would not take again. 
From The New England Primer. 



There are many flags in many lands, 
There are flags of every hue; 
But there is no flag, however grand, 
Like our own Red, White and Blue. 



Fifty-nine 



Sleep, and Other Verses 



THE FLAG GOES BY 



Hats off ! 
Along the street there comes 
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, 
A flash of color beneath the sky; 

Hats off ! 
The Flag is passing by. 

Blue and crimson and white it shines 
Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines, 

Hats off ! 
The colors before us fly! 
Sign of a nation is passing by. 

Hats off ! 
Along the street there comes 
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums; 
And loyal hearts are beating high: 
Hats off ! 
The Flag is passing by. 

H. H. Bennett. 



Sixty 



Religious Verses 



Sixty-one 



Religious Verses 



MORNING PRAYER 



For this new morning with its light, 
For rest and shelter of the night, 
For health and food, for love and friends; 
For everything Thy goodness sends, 
We thank Thee Heavenly Father. 

R. W. Emerson. 



A CHILD'S PRAYER AT EVENING 



Father, who keepest 

The stars in thy care, 
Me, too, Thy little one, 

Childish in prayer, 
Keep, as Thou keepest 

The soft night through, 
Thy long, white lilies 

Asleep in Thy dew. 

G. G. D. Roberts. 



Sixty-three 



Religious Verses 



Oh, let us be like snow flakes 
So soft and pure and bright, 
And when God looks into our souls, 
He'll see a pleasing sight. 

M. M. 



How pleasant is Saturday night, 

When I've tried all the week to be good, 

Not spoken a word that was bad, 
And obliged every one that I could. 



Sixty-four 



Religious Verses 



NIGHT AND DAY 



When I run about all day 
When I kneel at night to pray, 
God sees. 

When I'm dreaming in the dark, 
When I lie awake and hark, 
God sees. 

Need I ever know a fear? 
Night and day my Father's near : — 
God sees. 

Mary M. Dodge. 



Sixty-five 



Religious Verses 



LITTLE THINGS 



Little drops of water, 
Little grains of sand, 

Make the mighty ocean 
And the pleasant land. 

Little deeds of kindness, 
Little words of love, 

Make this earth an Eden, 
Like the heaven above. 

E. C. Brewer. 



Sixty-six 



Religious Verses 



LET DOGS DELIGHT TO BARK AND BITE 



Let dogs delight to bark and bite 
For God hath made them so; 

Let bears and lions growl and fight, 
For 'tis their nature to. 

But, children, you should never let 

Your angry passions rise; 
Your little hands were never made 

To tear each other's eyes. 

Isaac Watts. 



Sixty-seven 



Religious Verses 



CHARITY 



Do you see that old beggar who stands at the 

door? 
Do not send him away — we must pity the poor. 
Oh! see how he shivers! he's hungry and cold! 
For people can't work when they grow very old. 

Go, set near the fire a table and seat, 

And Betty shall bring him some bread and some 

meat. 
I hope my dear children will always be kind 
Whenever they meet with the aged and blind. 

Elizabeth Turner. 



Sixty-eight 



Religious Verses 



CRADLE HYMN 



Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, 
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. 
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he 
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay. [lay — 

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, 
But the little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes. 
I love thee, Lord Jesus ! Look down from the sky, 
And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh. 

Martin Luther. 



Sixty-nine 



Religious Verses 



HUSH, MY DEAR, LIE STILL AND SLUMBER 



Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, 

Holy angels guard thy bed; 
Heavenly blessings without number 

Gently falling on thy head. 

Soft and easy is thy cradle; 

Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, 
When His birthplace was a stable 

And His softest bed was hay. 

May'st thou live to know and fear Him, 
Trust and love Him all thy days, 

Then go dwell forever near Him, 
See His face, and sing His praise ! 

Isaac Watts. 



Seventy 



Religious Verses 



JESUS, TENDER SHEPHERD, HEAR ME 



Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me; 

Bless Thy little lamb to-night; 
Through the darkness be Thou near me; 

Keep me safe till morning light. 

All this day Thy hand has led me, 
And I thank Thee for Thy care; 

Thou has warmed me, clothed and fed me, 
Listen to my evening prayer. 

Let my sins be all forgiven; 

Bless the friends I love so well: 
Take us all at last to Heaven, 

Happy there with Thee to dwell. 

Mary Duncan. 



Seventy-one 



Index 

NATURE 

Page. 

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star Jane Taylor 11 

O, Look at the Moon E. L. Follen 12 

Up and Down George Macdonald 13 

Lady Moon Lord Houghton 14 

Rain R. L. Stevenson 14 

Little Rain Drops Ann Hawkshaw 15 

Falling Snow..... Anon 16 

Who Has Seen the Wind C. G. Rossetti 17 

The North Wind Doth Blow Anon 18 

A Sea-Song from the Shore J. W. Riley 19 

The Rainbow C. G. Rossetti 20 

BIRDS, FLOWERS, ANIMALS 

What Does Little Birdie Say..Alfred, Lord Tennyson 23 

If Ever I See L. M. Child 24 

Baby Bye Theodore Tilton 25 

Daffy-down-dilly A. B. Warner 27 

Little White Lily George Macdonald 28 

I Love Little Pussy Jane Taylor 29 

Thank You, Pretty Cow Jane Taylor 30 

RHYMES AND JINGLES: STORY POEMS 

The Muffin Man's Bell Ann Hawkshaw 33 

Eight O'clock C. G. Rossetti 33 

For I Am King of the Mines John DeGraw 34 

Help the Weak if You are Strong 34 

Surrey Apple Song Anon 35 

Mother, Shake the Cherry Tree C. G. Rossetti 36 

Little Dog Rags Celia Thaxter 37 

Kitty in the Basket E. L. Follen 38 

Long Time Ago Anon 40 

Mary Had a Little Lamb S. J. Hale 41 

Five Little Brothers Anon 42 



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SLEEP, AND OTHER VERSES 

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Sleep, Baby, Sleep From the German 45 

Sweet and Low Alfred, Lord Tennyson 46 

The Rock-a-by Lady Eugene Field 47 

A Charm to Call Sleep Henry Johnstone 48 

A Sleeping Child A. H. Clough 49 

Wee Willie Winkie William Miller 50 

Good Night From the St. Nicholas 50 

Time to Rise R. L. Stevenson 51 

Happy Thought R. L. Stevenson 51 

How Many Days Has My Baby to Play Anon 52 

Who Ran to Help Me When I Fell Anon 52 

Mamma's Kisses Anon 53 

"Play with Me" E. M. Thomas 54 

Singing R. L. Stevenson 55 

My Shadow R. L. Stevenson 56 

May Every Morning Seem to Say..Henry van Dyke 58 

Little Children You Must Seek Alice Cary 58 

The Golden Rule in Verse... .New England Primer 59 

There are Many Flags in Many Lands Anon 59 

The Flag Goes By H. H. Bennett 60 

RELIGIOUS VERSES 

Morning Prayer R. W. Emerson 63 

A Child's Prayer at Evening C. G. D. Roberts 63 

Oh, Let Us Be Like Snow Flakes M. M. 64 

How Pleasant is Saturday Night Anon 64 

Night and Day M. M. Dodge 65 

Little Things E. C. Brewer 66 

Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite Isaac Watts 67 

Charity Elizabeth Turner 68 

Cradle Hymn Martin Luther 69 

Hush My Dear, Lie Still and Slumber..Isaac Watts 70 

Jesus, Tender Shepherd, Hear Me.. ..Mary Duncan 71 



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